ログインHope's phone rang. Liam. "Hope, Alpha Marcus just arrived. With—with enforcers. With enough backup to—to make sure Emily can't escape. He's—he's taking her into custody. Confiscating her phone. Her laptop. Everything that might have the fake photos. He's—he's ending this. Now. Permanently." "Goo
If Emily's fake photos spread—if allied packs believed Hope and I had betrayed the mate bond through affairs—it undermined everything. Gave ammunition to extremists who said cross-species bonds were—were mistakes. Were unstable. Were proof integration should never have happened. "Emily's not just
The Next Generation Caden pov I stared at the fake photo on Hope's phone feeling—feeling rage like I'd never experienced. Emily had fabricated evidence. Had photoshopped me into a coffee shop I'd never been to. Had created—had created false proof that I'd lied to Hope. That I'd sought Emily ou
The dread was still there. Heavy. Insistent. The mate bond warning that danger was—was coming. That Emily's plan was—was bigger than we'd anticipated. "Tell me about the dread," Hope said quietly. "Caden, describe it. What—what exactly are you feeling through the bond?" "Warning. Like—like somet
"And while we're watching Liam's meeting—while we're focused on gathering evidence against Emily—she's—she's gathering evidence against you." Hope's calm was gone now. Replaced by real fear. "Caden, she could—could destroy the bond by making me think you're—you're not committed. That you're—you're p
The Next Generation Caden pov One hour until Liam's meeting with Emily and I felt—wrong. The mate bond was humming with tension. With—with warning that something wasn't right. I watched Hope pace the Reed-Castellan living room, phone in hand, expression calm. Too calm. Like she was—was preparin
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I'd made it halfway across the parking lot when the scent hit me—unwashed bodies, blood, and the distinctive wild musk of rogues who'd been without pack structure for too long. My wolf surged forward, immediately on high alert. Rogues. Multiple rogues. And they were
"That you were going to use her as a broodmare and then reject her," Vanessa finished, her voice hard. "Yes, I remember. We talked about it extensively. While we were fucking in this very office." The bluntness of it made me flinch. Hearing our plan stated so baldly, without any of the justificati
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I finished bandaging the worst of my wounds with the supplies Emma had left behind, my hands shaking slightly from blood loss and exhaustion. Every movement pulled at the gashes across my ribs, sending sharp spikes of pain through my body. My phone buzzed. Then agai
"How much time?" "Grace gave me twenty-four hours. I have eighteen left." "She gave you a deadline?" Courtney's laugh was sharp. "That's very—controlling. Connor, is that really the kind of mate you want? Someone who issues ultimatums?" *She's protecting herself. She saw you with Courtney and







